Fang Chen himself wasn’t even sure. How did he just muddle-headedly agree?!! By the time he came to his senses, Seth was already choosing an island.

Fang Chen quickly grabbed the hand that was about to make a call. “Isn’t this a bit too fast… I mean, don’t we need to spend some more time together?”

The man looked at him deeply. “I don’t think so.”

Fang Chen’s heart fluttered under his gaze. He licked his lips. “Well… I guess that’s fine. It seems ‘marry first, love later’ is popular lately.”

Seth was amused by his words, a smile playing on his lips. “Alright, then I look forward to you falling in love with me soon.”

Fang Chen: “…” He’d fallen into a trap again.

He snorted indignantly. “Then why isn’t it you falling in love with me?”

Seth’s expression softened, and he didn’t joke this time. Because I’ve already fallen in love with you, baby.

The man handled the matter of marriage with lightning speed. After a day, they went to register their marriage on the third day. Who knows how much of a rush fee Seth paid, but a beautiful large diamond ring was already on his hand. The diamond was so big Fang Chen felt it was blinding just to look at it.

He asked worriedly, “Your family should have a safe, right?”

Seth frowned slightly. “Whose family?”

He had almost never shown a cold face to Fang Chen. Except for the first time when he deliberately scared him, he always softened his tone when speaking with him. This was the first time he had clearly shown displeasure.

Fang Chen was startled and lowered his voice a little. “Our home.”

Only then did Seth smile. He raised his hand and ruffled Fang Chen’s hair. He had coveted this black hair for a long time, and today he could finally openly tousle it. The texture was just as good as he had imagined. He remembered their childhood at the seaside villa. The young man used to follow him around, calling him “brother” in his clumsy English. He was very pampered, wanting to be carried when he was tired of walking and wanting to be fed when he was too lazy to eat.

But later, Fang Chen forgot everything. That period also coincided with turmoil in his own family, so he couldn’t get away. Later, he thought that once everything settled down, he would go and snatch the person to his side. But unexpectedly, he was a step too late. Just as he won the championship, Fang Chen was kicked out of the house. He didn’t know how Fang Chen had spent the past two months, or if he had suffered.

The thought of this filled Seth with uncontrollable anger. For this marriage alliance, he had given the Fang family a lot of money. He would make them pay it back double. No one could bully Fang Chen. No one at all.

While Seth was in a rare daze, Fang Chen was looking at his big diamond ring. He felt that wearing this ring once was enough; afterwards, it should be locked in a safe. Coming back to his senses, the man tentatively wrapped his arm around Fang Chen’s waist. Fang Chen’s body stiffened for a moment but he didn’t pull away.

Seth’s lips quirked up almost imperceptibly. “If this one is too heavy and uncomfortable to wear, I’ll have a few more made for you to try later.”

A few more? Does he think diamond rings are pull-tabs?

Fang Chen had almost no friends, so he only invited Jieming to the wedding. Jieming “wow”-ed for nearly ten minutes on the phone, excitedly asking if it was because he had played matchmaker. Fang Chen didn’t remember his childhood memories with Seth, only believing their first meeting was at the boxing gym. So when Jieming asked, he naturally nodded. “Of course, so you must come to the wedding.”

Jieming was extremely excited. “Of course I’ll go.”

A few days ago, the video of the interview with Seth went viral online. This was Seth’s first-ever media interview, and for a time, Fang Chen practically became the pillar of his workplace. He could finally grind his boss’s face into the dust. However, Fang Chen had no interest in that recently. He took wedding leave and got married on an island.

It all felt like a dream. Fang Chen wasn’t actually an Omega who was against marriage; he had just never considered it, let alone a whirlwind marriage. Exchanging rings in front of everyone, a strange feeling suddenly rose in Fang Chen’s heart. He looked at the man in front of him, who was lowering his head and seriously putting the ring on him, and inexplicably felt as if they had known each other for many years. Where had he seen Seth before?

It was his own wedding, after all, so Fang Chen inevitably drank some wine. He was dizzy and was ultimately carried into the room by Seth. When he was drunk, he became soft, unlike when he was sober and all prickly towards Seth.

Looking at the young man’s flushed cheeks, Seth felt he couldn’t hold back anymore and didn’t want to. He lowered his head slightly, touched his nose to Fang Chen’s, and asked softly, “Can I kiss you?”

Fang Chen was dazed and only saw the man’s mouth opening and closing. He always felt thirsty after drinking, and without knowing what he was thinking, he subconsciously leaned in and pressed his lips against the man’s. He didn’t know how alluring his act of throwing himself into Seth’s arms was, nor did he know that the man had already torn him to shreds a thousand times over in his mind. The even more wicked thoughts were all hidden deep in his heart.

By the time he realized, it was too late. Seth raised a hand to hold the back of his head and tangled with him even more fiercely. It was like a punishment. A punishment for Fang Chen for forgetting him.

Fang Chen couldn’t take it anymore and let out a whimper like a small animal. When Seth finally let him go, poor Fang Chen was panting with his mouth open, unable to even pull his tongue back in. From his lips to the tip of his tongue, everything was a swollen red. One could imagine how much he had been bullied. He lowered his eyes aggrievedly, looking like he was about to cry. The man pulled him into his arms to coax him again, being incredibly hypocritical, as if he wasn’t the one who had just done all that.

This was the first time Seth had released his pheromones in front of Fang Chen. It wasn’t the popularly sought-after floral or wine scents; on the contrary, it was a very peculiar smell. The smell of winter firewood burning, a smoky scent with a hint of dampness. It wasn’t choking, but it enveloped Fang Chen completely, powerful and unstoppable. Just like him as a person. In the ring, every punch was so satisfyingly unrestrained. His pheromones were as powerful as he was.

The poor little tangerine was completely wrapped up. But the burning flame was not satisfied with this. The tongues of fire licked at it, determined to lick a layer of peel off the tangerine.

A sob escaped Fang Chen’s throat. The gland on the back of his neck was already slightly red, swollen, and fatally hot. He didn’t know what to do and could only follow his biological instincts, tearfully offering his vulnerable neck to the man.

He opened his mouth and mumbled indistinctly, “Bite…”

Seth’s eyes were already faintly red, but he still tried his best to hold back. He deliberately spoke, his voice terrifyingly hoarse, “Bite what? Speak clearly.”

“Bite… bite me, Seth!”

Although he longed to hear a more intimate name from Fang Chen’s lips, it was their wedding night, after all, and the man still felt a trace of disappointment. But soon, he pulled the person in his arms even closer, lowered his head slightly, and aimed for that red, swollen, and hot gland, giving it a light bite.

The flames burned even brighter. The little tangerine trapped in the center hugged itself, trembling as it released a little scent. But just this little scent made the once-rampant flames retreat step by step. Fang Chen’s eyes widened slightly, his beautiful black pupils losing focus for a moment. He kicked his legs a couple of times, and his toes curled involuntarily.

Seth’s lips curved in satisfaction. Next, it was time to start peeling the tangerine.